Covering the Sky: Simultaneous transmigration, but both clones are women.

Below the platform, there was a deathly silence.

Master Qingxu remained silent for a long time, then picked up the whisk from the ground and held it in his hand again.

The old Taoist priest took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, his cloudy old eyes filled with complex emotions.

"That's all I heard for the time being..."

He muttered to himself, his voice carrying an indescribable emotion, "Disciple, do you know that the passage of scripture you just recited is more than 50% more complete than the Lingbao Sutra Wheel Sea Chapter currently passed down in my Lingbao Sect!"

Ye Chen was slightly taken aback.

I really don't know.

The Lingbao Scripture he deduced was based on the Ge Hong tradition inscribed in this world, and optimized by combining it with his extraordinary comprehension. As for what version the Lingbao Sect is currently passing down, he hasn't had time to ask in detail yet.

Judging from the elders' reactions, it was clear that the scriptures he recited were far more complete than what they already possessed.

"Good boy."

An old woman's frail voice came from behind, trembling slightly, "Come here, let this old woman take a good look at you!"

Ye Chen walked down from the platform, his steps neither hurried nor slow, each step steady and powerful.

He walked up to the old woman and bowed slightly: "Disciple Ye Chen greets Senior Uncle."

The old woman stretched out her withered hand and patted Ye Chen's shoulder tremblingly, her cloudy old eyes full of love.

"Good boy, good boy..."

She murmured to herself, her voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible, "The ancestral master has appeared; our Lingbao School has a worthy successor..."

The white-haired old Taoist priest also stepped forward, stroked his beard, and looked Ye Chen up and down. The scrutiny in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by an almost fanatical fervor.

"Master, senior brother."

He turned to look at Master Qingxu, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement, "This child can awaken the Daoist essence of the Patriarch and can recite the flawless Lingbao Sutra Wheel Sea Chapter. This is no small matter."

"In my opinion, we should immediately take him to the Lingbao Secret Land so that the Patriarch can personally examine him!"

Master Qingxu stroked his beard, a smile already playing on his lips.

He glanced sideways at the white-haired old Taoist, his tone carrying a hint of feigned modesty: "Well... the Spirit Treasure Secret Land is the most core forbidden area of ​​our sect. For thousands of years, only successive sect leaders and a few elders have been qualified to enter. Ye Chen has only been a disciple for a few days..."

"Master, brother!"

The white-haired old Taoist priest was getting anxious.

"However~~"

Master Qingxu changed the subject, his smile finally coming out. He patted Ye Chen on the shoulder and said, "Since this kid can awaken the Daoist essence of the Ancestral Master and recite the flawless scriptures, he is the successor personally chosen by the Ancestral Master."

"Entering the secret realm is a matter of course; anyone who disagrees can come find me!"

After saying that, he looked around at the other elders.

The old woman, leaning on her cane, laughed and scolded, "You old fool, haven't you shown off enough? Hurry up and take the child inside!"

The elders nodded in agreement, their faces clear and bright.

Master Qingxu laughed heartily, turned around and walked towards the mountain gate, his steps lighter than usual.

"My disciple, come with me!"

Ye Chen's lips twitched slightly.

Master... wasn't your restraint just now a bit too perfunctory?

......

The area of ​​Lingbao Secret Realm is only a few miles in circumference.

A mysterious array of patterns isolated it from the outside world, preserving its primitive and ancient aura.

Lingshan is very short, only a hundred feet high. Its slopes are covered with ancient trees with gnarled branches like dragons and snakes, and their roots are deeply embedded in the crevices of the rocks.

"This is the Lingbao Secret Land."

The voice of Master Qingxu came from beside me, carrying a hint of vicissitude, "Since the founding of our Lingbao Sect, this has been the most core place of inheritance. Our patriarch, Master Ge Hong, once secluded himself here for a hundred years to comprehend the Dao of Heaven, and finally achieved the pinnacle of creation, which aweed the world."

He paused for a moment, then strode toward the low hill.

Ye Chen followed behind, his gaze sweeping over the small space.

Although Lingshan is short, it exudes an indescribable sense of grandeur, as if millions of years have been deposited in this small hill.

The ancient trees on the hillside are not tall, but each one is vigorous and ancient, with crisscrossing cracks on its trunk, like wrinkles on an old man's face, recording the passage of time.

Spring water seeps out from the cracks in the rocks at the foot of the mountain, forming a shallow stream with a gurgling sound and crystal clear water.

"here……"

Ye Chen spoke.

Without turning his head, Master Qingxu asked, "What's it like here?"

"It's very quiet."

Ye Chen carefully considered his words, "It's as if time itself has slowed down!"

Master Qingxu paused slightly, turned around and glanced at him, a hint of approval flashing in his cloudy old eyes: "You can sense this, which means you are indeed destined for this place."

He continued walking forward, his voice drifting from ahead, carrying a hint of weariness.

"Unfortunately, some sects possess ancient spiritual roots, and the spiritual energy within their secret realms far surpasses that here. Several sect leaders have even reached the Dragon Transformation Realm!"

In this degenerate age, the Dragon Transformation Realm is home to unparalleled masters. Whenever they appear, they are invincible, few can rival them, and they are revered by all sides.

Ye Chen sighed inwardly.

The spiritual energy here is indeed more concentrated than in the outside world, but it is far from abundant.

It's like an old well that's been dry for a thousand years, with a shallow layer of water at the bottom that barely moistens the bottom, but not enough for anyone to drink.

The two reached the foot of the mountain, where Master Qingxu stopped.

He turned around, looked at Ye Chen, and his expression became unusually serious.

"My disciple, I cannot accompany you with what you are about to do."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow slightly.

Master Qingxu pointed to a deep cave entrance halfway up the mountain: "That is the cave where our patriarch secluded himself. Countless sect leaders and elders of our Lingbao Sect have entered it to meditate, hoping to gain enlightenment from our patriarch. But for thousands of years, no one has ever succeeded."

He paused, his gaze falling on Ye Chen's face.

"You just awakened the Daoist essence of the Patriarch on the Dao platform; perhaps... you can do it!"

Ye Chen looked at the cave entrance and felt a chill run down his spine.

The hole is not large, about the height of a person, and its edges have been worn smooth and rounded by the passage of time.

The cave entrance had no door or any obstruction; it lay open like a sleeping eye, quietly watching the world.

"I'll give it a try."

Ye Chen took a deep breath and strode towards the cave entrance.

The cave is not deep, only a few feet deep, and at the end is a small stone chamber.

The stone chamber was very simple, with only a stone bed, a stone table, and a stone chair. On the table were a dried-up inkstone and a worn-out brush.

The stone wall is covered with crisscrossing carvings, some of which look like words, some like patterns, and some that are completely unrecognizable.

Ye Chen's gaze swept over these engravings, then suddenly stopped.

In the very center of the stone chamber, on the floor, there is a palm-sized area with exceptionally dense, layered carvings, as if someone had repeatedly carved it with an extremely fine pen tip.

And deep within those engravings, faint golden light flowed.

The light was very faint, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.

Unparalleled comprehension triggered.

Deep within my consciousness, a golden light suddenly shone forth.

Under the golden light, those engravings began to disassemble, recombine, and deduce.

He deduced a passage from the scriptures.

The Sutra of Salvation!

Compared to the scripture circulating in the mortal world, this scripture has the true power to save and transform beings.

It draws upon the laws of heaven and earth, which are complex, profound, and difficult to comprehend, yet their wondrous applications

Each word contains a peculiar power, as if it can penetrate all barriers in the world and reach the deepest part of the soul.

Ye Chen took a deep breath and continued reading.

The intricate marks between heaven and earth form a mysterious tapestry, arranged and combined in a vast and boundless manner, like independent universes, revealing the secrets of different worlds.

Unparalleled comprehension triggered.

He deciphered a secret method—the secret of character formation.

One of the Nine Secrets!

Ye Chen's breath hitched slightly.

The Nine Secrets are supreme secret techniques created by the Celestial Venerable Lingbao in the ancient times. Each one represents the ultimate in a certain field between heaven and earth.

The Secret of Combining Characters represents the ultimate form of formation.

It can reconstruct the patterns of the world, turning decay into magic and the ordinary into the amazing!